Gone with the Wind
Ah, I admit, I stole the title from a book. But it fits the song. shrugs
(spoken by male cat)
Patroling the borders
Hunting for food
This is the clanlife we hold dear
(chorus, sung)
We are gone with the wind
Gone with our dreams
Leaveour hearts in the clouds
Though we're on battlefields
We're not strong, no we're not
But our mind and our thoughts
Are gone with the wind
(sung by she-cat)
We are gone with the wind
As we race o'er the meadows
Fleet in our step, to theskies we shall go
Gone with the wind
(repeat chorus and end)